My soilder

by Lexi Bejanee   Jan 19, 2005


Pull up your bottom lip my solider don't cry or pout. Just simply breath in and out.You looked so brave with your cute hat and your outfit was nice to. I just wish i didn't have to say good bye to you. All the days we were side by side now your going away to fight for people who aren't like me. The ones that need a friend to punish the enemies. I M scared and i can feel my heart singing a sad ton called please don't go there is no room. There's no room for any one else to die so fight hard and never say goodbye. My solider has a heart thats hard to understand he's a little child dress like a man. He's not my dad brother or cousin just my best friend who wants to fight for terror within. He's not going to war over in a new country just fighting to set the hurtful side free. it's hard to understand i must admit so don't yell because you haven't gone through this shit.

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